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Dead Reckoning has a minion!

Internment camps, the Restless Angry Spirit




Dead Reckoning
Legacy Name: Dead Reckoning


The Nightmare Noktoa
Owner: Rampage

Age: 10 years, 11 months, 4 days

Born: February 13th, 2010

Adopted: 7 years, 5 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: July 22nd, 2013

Statistics


  • Level: 286
     
  • Strength: 681
     
  • Defense: 686
     
  • Speed: 688
     
  • Health: 686
     
  • HP: 666/686
     
  • Intelligence: 249
     
  • Books Read: 195
  • Food Eaten: 10
  • Job: Junior Lifeguard


There was nothing inherently special about Tadashi Yukimura. He was an American immigrant. He had come from Japan, eager to make a new life for himself and his young wife, Noshiko. He had moved to San Fransisco, and he was excited to have a fresh start. He had a degree in electrical engineering, and he was so excited—and proud—to know that a major company had accepted his degree and was willing to hire him. Everything was looking up for him. Until that day.

December 7, 1941.

It was a day like any other, until it wasn't. He was at work, planning out a new power grid, when the news hit the radio. Pearl Harbor had just been bombed. By the Japanese. His co-workers turned to him, and he fought the urge to look in the mirror at himself. How? How could they do this? Japan was an honorable nation. Disciplined, respectful, well-mannered. There was no way. Absolutely no way.

But it was true. America had been bombed, and Japan was at fault. It wasn't long before the United States declared war on Japan, and in turn, Germany. Tadashi was excited. He was excited to fight. He was excited to show his American friends that the Japanese were actually good people. He wanted to fight back against his country. He wanted to send a clear message. This. Was. Wrong.

But he would never get that chance. The Army recruiter practically laughed him out of the office. In fact, he not only turned Tadashi away, but he handed him a copy of Executive Order 9066. Not only was Tadashi being denied the chance to fight for his country, he was also being relocated. Tadashi and his wife were going to a concentration camp.

Everything in him wanted to run, but Tadashi wanted to show his American friends that not all of the Japanese were criminals. They weren't all monsters.

Tadashi would soon regret his decision not to run. The camp was hell. They were relocated to the California desert, where—get this!—they were actually expected to farmthe land! It was rough. Tadashi took a farming job which paid all of five dollars per day. It was next to nothing, but it was certainly better than nothing. There was a small commissary in camp, where Tadashi could buy them meager supplies and scraps of fabric for Noshiko to make them clothes. Once, he saved up a whole week's pay to buy her a Hershey bar. She savored it for a long time, treating herself for staying sane by breaking off one little rectangle per week.

The camp was Hell, but Tadashi and Noshiko were determined to see it through. They were determined to be good citizens. And then, they received a bit of hopeful news. Noshiko had discovered that she was pregnant. The couple was excited. Surely, they would be granted some sort of leniency. Surely they would be allowed to leave, right?

But, they were so, so wrong. They had to stay in the same dingy, dank conditions. And, even though Noshiko tried very, very hard to take care of herself, she still ended up with a stillborn son.

It was a few months after that that they were released from the camp. Noshiko wanted nothing more than to return home to Japan, but Tadashi refused. He wanted these Americans to see what they had done to him. He wanted them to see the scarred hands and emaciated bodies that were a product of their hatred and ignorance.

But, he was very surprised when one of his friends from work came over. His friend brought them a pie—apple, his favorite—and apologized. He apologized for the way that Tadashi and his wife were treated. His friend explained that he had written several letters and gone to the capitol to try and change the law, but it didn't work. The people were too afraid of another Pearl Harbor.

Tadashi was on the verge of returning home to Japan, but this... This made him want to stay. Knowing that just one of his American friends knew that the Japanese weren't evil. That was enough to make him want to stay. More of his friends reached out to him, and eventually he was able to rebuild and maintain his relationships with his American peers.

Tadashi was very surprised when, in 1988, the government issued a full apology for his and everyone else's imprisonment in the concentration camps. He and his wife each received a check in the mail for $20,000. But Tadashi didn't care about the money. He was in tears when he received his apology letter. Finally, things had come full circle.



Story by Rampage.
This story was written to illustrate and bring awareness to the history of the Japanese-American Internment Camps that were run in America during the Second World War.

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